Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Me and these girls went to the beach (thanks Mom and Dad Brown) and did hot tubs and late late beaches, and early morning beaches with dolphins, played cards and made blender drinks, and saw a few wild ponies at Assateaque, and went to Seacrets (yikes) and, perhaps most importantly, got some olde timey photos taken on the boardwalk.

It cost a million dollars and was (obv) totally worth it.

We also got a whole bus of people to sing Happy Birthday to Kimmy. 28!!!

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Been a minute since I did a review, and maybe I've never actually done a straight side-by-side. Here we go. It's about getting delicious snacks in the mail!

A little background. I listen to a lot of podcasts (or at least I did until I lost my iPod?), and a lot of them are telling me to try out NatureBox. Then I heard a positive IRL review from a co-worker at the bar. So I decided to take My Brother, My Brother and Me up on their half-price starting offer, and try it out.

I liked it. (Especially for $10). They have lots of good choices, and you get five snacks in the mail, monthly. I thought $20 (the regular, non-promo price) was a little steep though - so I cancelled after my first month. Then they asked why, I said it was too expensive, so they offered me another month at the promo rate. (If they keep that up, I'll stay with them forever, FYI).

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

I take the train most days, either to and from school or to and from the brewery. So, like, a lot of SEPTA time.

Most days, unless I'm real wrapped up in a podcast or something, I end up thinking apocalyptic thoughts. Not at all like "oh man, I wish the world was ending" and not even scurred, like Melancholia is right around the corner - different.

It's more like, "if something big went down right now, and we all had to live in this subway car for a while (because obviously underground is going to be a safe bet), who will be on what team, and who will be Jack/Locke, where is the best spot to camp out if you know it'll be for a few weeks. How many granola bars are in my backpack?"
I guess I'm a little crazy. This mainly happens on the Orange line. Anyone else?

Speaking of which, I'm coming up on my 10 year anni here, and JUST REALIZED THAT THE ORANGE LINE HAS ORANGE SEATS AND THE BLUE LINE HAS BLUE SEATS. Duh, Sue.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Impending hot (sheddin') days motivated me to get in touch with my groomer. Then: good news. She's back in town, and doing house calls.

I do it for MLB's benefit, but also for mine. Less cat hair around AND it looks funny. Anyway. If you need a (super) affordable, personable, patient groomer, get at me. I would love to refer you. (She does dogs too, dog people. Bow Wow.)

Next up: look for some revelations about SEPTA, nail polish, and snail mail snack delivery services.

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Today, two things about warmer weather (besides like: "I'm glad to wear dresses with no tights" and "bikes!" and "yards/roofs/bbq's!").

First, this doesn't effect me, but this is kind of funny:

A whole bunch of central air units were stolen from all these schools along Germantown Ave! Including my school. I don't know what the new plan is, but for now, it's putting a fence around the Place That Used To Be an Air Conditioner.

The good (for me) news is, the art studio is in the old(e) mansion part of the building that doesn't have central air, so: window unit will keeping doing for now.

Second: since the dead of winter, I stalked and wanted these clogs.

I finally bought them (tax return present to myself). I treated the leather. And I am now, currently, right this second, wearing them as I type this blog entry. This is the third or fourth time I've worn them - never much further than the coffeeshop or a bar in the neighborhood.

They are the worst. They are so uncomfortable. I think, "they'll get better!"
They don't. Keeping bad. I read some reviews! They're pretty much like cute blog girls saying, "Boy, are these shoes the cat's pajamas!" and then a couple of them being honest and saying ".....and, you can't wear them if you have to walk anywhere."
Every step is like a small piano hammer is hitting the top of my foot.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

After a many month hiatus, and several well-natured scoldings by dedicated, abandoned readers, I'm going to try to blog again.

My debut is going to be a thrift store find. I'm spending my M-F up at Settlement Music School (became the permanent art teacher there, since the last time I updated), and because I'm there most days, I'm trying to make my classroom pretty cozy.

On a recent thrift journey with one of my favorite New Yorkers, I picked up this little key cabinet.

Because we're about to get deep into some Warhol, it was a particularly timely find.

Now I just have to find more things that lock and get more keys*. I'm working on it.

If you want to see more of our classroom projects, you can check them out at the far more current and frequently updated puppyjawns.

Things I think you might be able to look forward to in future updates: